The Whole Truth

I am your conscience
I am heavy with guilt
Because I know your truth

How messed up you are
Behind those perfect pictures;
How sad behind that smile;
How lonely in that crowd;
And how weak behind
The display of all that strength.

But there are no ‘likes’ for a swollen face,
A broken arm or a bruised neck
So, hide your wounds
And smile for the world.
Caption it with fake inspiration.

And even though you feel empty inside-
Pretend that
You are constantly living
A rich, full life.

Only I know your whole truth.

A fish tank

(Dedicated to all those who are looking for a fresh start)

We are all living in our self-constructed echo chambers.
Where our opinions reinforce our prejudices.
Step back for a moment.
Look at the vivarium.
On a sunny day, the edges glisten.

Break free from this fish tank reality
Of skewed perceptions and semi natural existence.
Free yourself from all pre-existing notions.
Things that define you-
Adjectives earned and awarded.

Let the universe come to you.
Wash you to a different shore of unbound reality. Sans glass boundaries.
Give up the false anchors that tie you down.
Swim in the ocean
Not in a glass tank.